Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Poland and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Patti Smith to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Moebius,
Sarah Menescal,
Scrapy,
The Sound,
Blancmange,
Fatback Band,
Ponytail,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cowsills,
David Bowie,
Tommy Roe,
Cameo,
Talk Talk,
Hasil Adkins,
The Smiths,
The Star Department,
The Zeros,
The Residents,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bill Near,
Don Cherry,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Hot Snakes,
Minor Threat,
Idris Muhammad,
Aloha Tigers,
Pantytec,
Toni Rubio,
Danielle Patucci,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Johnny Osbourne,
Quantec,
Sparks,
Davy DMX,
Saccharine Trust,
Oblivians,
Chrome,
John Cale,
The Cramps,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dennis Brown,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
DJ Sneak,
Piero Umiliani,
Carl Craig,
Flash Fearless,
Sandy B,
Au Pairs,
Ultra Naté,
The Motions,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Glambeats Corp.,
Deakin,
Amon Düül II,
Symarip,
Scott Walker,
Smog,
Tears for Fears,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.